Today, I put away Christmas. This included the Nativity Set that had been incredibly fascinating for the girls for the entire holiday season.
Alice cried, and clutched one of the three kings to her chest, not wanting to give him up. Finally Helen and I were able to convince her to kiss him goodbye and put him in the box.
Now all that remains is the ceremonial Herculean efforts to get the gigantic tree up into the attic. I bought big Sterilite boxes for it this year, and the jury is still out on whether or not those boxes will fit up the attic stairs. God, I hope so. I don’t want to keep the tree in contractor bags again.